Choisir le bonheur, c'est la victoire du quotidien

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[shitpostingfromthebarricade]

Basic Lit Lesson

Most people in this fandom know exactly three lines from Euripides (Anne Carson trans.):

Pylades: I'll take care of you.

Orestes: It's rotten work.

Pylades: Not to me. Not if it's you.

Now, this is all well and good for understanding Vicky's parallelism with Orestes & Pylades, Achilles & Patroclus, and Enjolras & Grantaire and explains the dynamic well enough,

but

if we evaluate it in context, we find the good kush.

Background: A council is deciding if Orestes will be stoned to death, and things aren't looking good for him. He and Pylades have just decided to run away together.

Orestes: Beware the contagion of madness.

Enjolras: If you join me, you will die.

Pylades: Come on.

Grantaire: Vive la Republique, I am one of them.

Orestes: You won't shrink back?

Enjolras:

Pylades: A friend does not shrink back.

Grantaire:

Orestes: Then let's go.

Pylades: Let's go.

Enjolras & Grantaire:

TL;DR: Y'all're sleeping on some good content.

[byjove]

Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*

My cat: Father is…evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.

[cryoverkiltmilk]

The spiritual successor to Miette

[manicgoblinnightmarewoman]

Might I also add

[shydestinybread]

May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit

[unyanizedcatboys]

Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children

[explorerrowan]

I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from “i can has”. Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they’re talking about.

[dualclock]

My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang

Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.

My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang

Me: ksst!

My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she’s been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!

Me: ok

My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang

[notcaycepollard]

[callmebliss]

Can haz snackytreat

[ladyshinga]

(source)

[dogsrulepeopledrool]

Source

[fandom]

This post is the most reblogged post of the year! Congratulations!

[moist-astronaut]

you’re absolutely correct it was

[yournonbinaryicon]

Hell yeah

[worldheritageposts-official]

World Heritage Post

[captainkirkk]

Never realised how cursed kangaroos were until last night. I'm camping and 3/4 of my tent is surrounded by bush which must've freaked out the local wildlife. Waking up in the middle of the black night to the sound of HOPPING and shuffling outside your tent then a little nose loudly sniffing right near your head is a uniquely horrifying experience. Totally forgot I was Australian for good minute and thought I was going to be taken by something from the Blair Witch Project before I remember kangaroos exist

[captainkirkk]

I've informed by our camping neighbours that one of the animals ruffling near my tent last night, keeping me up, was actually a bandicoot

THIS motherfucker

[hollowedskin]

When I was a kid my elderly neighbor called up my house at like 10pm to tell us that she caught our pet rabbit in her yard, and that she must have escaped.

We get out of bed and go over and she hands us a live bandicoot, barehanded. Just. Holding him like Simba, hands under his little arms.

This happened multiple times a month. We would be like. Are you sure it's our black lop-eared bunny? She would say yes it's definitely the rabbit. Nope. Unnaturally patient bandicoot again. Being held like a little baby. Visibly brown and pointy.

She was upset at us for letting our rabbit get into her vegetable garden and would not accept that he was a wild animal owned by no one, that ate insects not cabbage. We showed her the rabbit. No. We showed her his teeth. No. The cabbages had been eaten by something (snails, also shown to her) so it must be our rabbit, the bandicoot. If we didn't go pick him up she would put him in the bathtub and bring him over in the morning. Could not convince her that he wasn't a pet.

We named him Bruce and just released him into our yard every time because we were worried she would put him in the hutch with the rabbit if we didn't, and we didn't know what the rabbit would do.

Pretty sure it was the same one every time because apparently she would just walk over and pick him up off the ground and everything. No traps no gloves.

[kactusnz]

VISIBLY BROWN AND POINTY

[jartita-me-teneis]

[rcmclachlan]

[bumblebeebats]

Just saw an ad for fucking Kellog's cornflakes wherein a shirtless blindfolded man tied to a bed is like "Wait.. are you... eating??" and it pans across the bed to reveal that his partner is, indeed, too distracted to have sex with him bc she is chowing down on corn flakes. Now I've been caught up in wondering whether:

a) John Harvey Kellog would despise this ad; the mere proximity of bondage-play to his brand name and beloved anti-porn flakes is unforgivable

b) John Harvey Kellog would enjoy this ad, because it shows a young woman forsaking the temptations of the flesh in favour of eating a wholesome and nourishing bowl of cornflakes

Cast your vote

A - that crunchy old man is rolling in his grave

B - it's literally demonstrating the flakes' intended purpose

C - what in the goddamn hell are you people talking about

Voting ended onOct 10, 2024

[bumblebeebats]

"Are you sure you want to post this without tags?" What, pray tell, tumblr, would I add to this post to help it reach its 'intended audience.' #cornflakes #bondage

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

Chinese wushu technique, shuang-jie-gun. (CR 楚儿霸王)

[my-blog-is-a-sideblog]

[jermaine-main]

[kleefkruid]

hate how this 1) manages to make fun of Belgium without bothering to mention us 2) every single person in the notes knows this 3) it's true

[triple-fisting]

[kaijuno]

My dad has bees. Today, I went to his house and he showed me all the honey he had gotten from the hives. He took the lid off a 5-gallon bucket full of honey and on top of the honey there were 3 little bees, struggling. They were covered in sticky honey and drowning. I asked him if we could help them and he said he was sure they wouldn't survive. Casualties of honey collection I suppose.

I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.

Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.

We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by all their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.

When it was time for me to leave, we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.

Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, family and friends who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.

Bee Sisters. Bee Peers. Bee Teammates.

We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.

Bee kind always.

[roach-works]

also: the bees aren't strong enough to pull the drowning ones out, and the humans aren't delicate enough to clean them off afterwards. helping takes a lot of forms.

[muppethole-deactivated20240312]

i love telling people "godspeed" it adds so much weight and dignity to everything i'll say it to a friend driving cross country or a coworker grabbing lunch from the corner store like good luck bitch!! may the road rise to meet you and the wind be at your back!!!

[ampervadasz]

Unmute !

[rumplefuckingstiltzkin]

POV: You are Simba

[drtanner]

Love it when you can see the impending disaster before it hits, lol.

[ceekari]

you know the camera is going down, so you’re just guessing which dog it’s gonna be

until suddenly you know

[huntrad-kamikazepilot]

[about30gallonsofchickenbroth]

How could you not include the next three panels

[lordoftablecloths]

peer reviewing this because i didnt realize that either

[tiktoksthataregood-ish]

[girlcaligula]

god I just. love ruthlessness as a character trait so much. sexy sexy sexy

[girlcaligula]

this one. absolutely in love with this definition. give me a character who thinks like this and I’ll love them to pieces

[penny-anna]

if you've ever used the London Underground you might have noticed that it often gets uncomfortably hot. the reason for this is actually that its builders dug too greedily & too deep and as a result the trains are very close to the fires of hell. hope that helps.

[stripedroseandsketchpads]

^Real advertisement from the 20s. Normal train system.

[teaboot]

BRUH a dude I know from work came in for the first time in months and I thought he looked different but couldn't figure out why?? So I asked if he'd changed his hair and he was like "BITCH I GOT TOP SURGERY"

[strangeasexuallegume-deactivate]

GOT DAMN HOW DIDNT YOU NOTICE

[teaboot]

LIKE THIS

[teaboot]

[tonyalmeida]

[homoidiotic]

French trans woman Marie-Pierre Pruvot, known by her stage name Bambi

Female Mimics magazine 1965

[witchyroguecleric]

It’s worth noting too that Marie-Pierre Pruvot is still alive. She’s 87 years old. She was a showgirl and later in the 70s became a literature teacher, a quite esteemed literature teacher at that.